Public Bus Sex 🔞

SEX IN PUBLIC BUS

[ Everyone in this story is an adult i.e. 18 years old or above and everything is consensual]

The school grounds lay deserted under the fading light of dusk, every student and teacher long gone. Only one roo~m remained occupied—the principal’s office. Inside, Gia Sharma sprawled on the worn leather sofa, her fair skin flushed and glistening. Her school shirt hung open halfway down her chest, exposing her full breasts. Her tiny skirt was bunched up around her waist, leaving her bare pussy completely exposed as the potbellied old principal drove his thick cock into her with brutal force.

"Le haramzadi, ye teri punishment hai. Aaj toh main teri chut phaad ke hi rahunga," he growled, slamming deeper.

["You bitch, this is your punishment. Today, I'm going to rip your pussy."]

"Ahhh, Sir, please dheere kijiye… dard ho raha hai," Gia whimpered, her voice breaking. Instead of easing up, the man thrust harder and seized both her nipples, twisting them viciously between his fingers.

("Ahhh, Sir, please go slowly… it hurts,")

"Ahhhh, Sir!" she screamed.

"Le saali, dheere chahiye tha na? Chilla, kutiya, aur chilla. Teri awaaz mere alawa koi nahi sunega. Ahhh, saali, roz apne mote lund se chodta hoon phir bhi teri chut dheeli nahi hoti. Abhi bhi utni hi tight hai… ahhh!" With a final grunt he emptied himself inside her, collapsing heavily on top of her young body. After a moment he pushed himself up, sat back on the sofa, and glared down at her.

("You bitch, you wanted it slow, didn't you? Scream, bitch, scream. No one will hear your scream except me. Ahhh, bitch, I fuck you every day with my thick cock and yet your cunt doesn't get loose. It's still just as tight… ahhh!")

"Chal kutiya, dekh tere wajah se mera lund kitna ganda ho gaya hai. Ise chaat kar saaf kar."

("Come on, bitch, look how dirty my cock got because of you. Lick it clean.")

Gia slid off the sofa and knelt between his spread thighs. She began licking his cum-smeared cock, but the principal wasn’t satisfied. He grabbed a fistful of her long hair and shoved his thick shaft straight down her throat, fucking her mouth in rough strokes.

"Ahhh, ye hui na baat," he groaned, leaning back while he used her throat like a cunt. Gia gagged and struggled for air; just as black spots danced in her vision he released her. "Chal, mere gote bhi saaf kar."

( Yes thats it. Come on lick my balls clean as well)

She obediently sucked his heavy balls, rolling them on her tongue until he yanked her head back up and resumed throat-fucking her without mercy. When he finally came, he held her nose against his pubic hair, pumping thick ropes of cum straight down her gullet. Gia swallowed every drop.

"Good girl. Ja ab ghar ja. Kal phir aa jaana mera lund garam karne ke liye. Nahi aayi toh tu jaanti hai na tere saath main kya karunga."

("Good girl. Now go home. Come back tomorrow to warm my dick . If you don't, you know what I'll do to you.")

Gia lowered her head. "Ji, Sir." She straightened her clothes, wiped the corner of her mouth, and slipped out of the office.

(Yes , sir.)

Outside, the evening air felt cool against her skin.

Everyone at school believed Gia Sharma an eighteen years old high school girl, the head girl of the school, was the perfect picture of innocence and intelligence.

Only a handful knew the truth: she was a shameless slut who had already spread her legs for everyone including her stepfather, stepbrother, the household servants, several teachers, the principal, even the janitor, and the night watchman. Yet after two solid hours of rough fucking, her pussy still throbbed with unsatisfied hunger.

She remembered the whispered rumor about the special evening bus that carried only construction workers—big, rough men with thick muscles and even thicker cocks. Women rarely boarded it; those who did usually ended up groped or worse. Gia’s lips curved into a secret smile. Maybe tonight she would finally get what she needed.

The rain began to fall just as Gia reached the bus stop. Instead of seeking shelter, she intentionally stepped forward and let the downpour soak her completely. Her tight white shirt clung to her skin, turning sheer within moments. Without a bra, her large breasts pressed visibly against the wet fabric, nipples stiff and obvious. The absence of panties left her lower body exposed beneath her short skirt as water streamed down her thighs.

When the crowded bus finally arrived, Gia boarded without hesitation. The vehicle was packed with muscular men who filled every seat and aisle. As she moved deeper inside, several of them brushed against her on purpose. She stopped in the center of the bus once it started moving, heart racing with anticipation.

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